"What?" I purr
Darryl fisted my hair, tilting it sharply to one side. His touch had suddenly gone from fluttering to branding. I had seen this act many times. Through the numerous X rated and adult fantasy sites that I have visited. Were women give up total control. Allowing themselves to be degraded.
Fucked in cages. Chained between trees. Golden showers. Fisting. Forced to do unspeakable, unimaginable things.
I have a sadistic streak, but this is too much. There was a lot of misconception between dominance and surrender. Tugging my head, his hold tightening.
My mouth open wide, but the words failed me. His body heat pouring from him onto me.
Without warning he inserted two fingers, plugging deep and fast.
"Don't fear me. Don't fear the unknown. Give yourself totally and completely to me."
Fear. Fear. What the fuck was he thinking, saying. I have every right to be afraid. His hold on my knotted strands loosening.
"Fear causes rebellion. So don't fear." inserting another finger. My body quiver with hunger.
At this point, I could tell him anything he wants to hear. Anything.
"Yes, you can do anything to me." Use me like a blowup doll.
Adela, are you fucking mad?
I draw in a long breath, trying to relax against the three finger invasion. My muscles tightening around it.